Bad Things Lyrics
Bad Things lyrics by Tricky, from the Tricky hit CD featuring the song: Bad Things. A taste of funky fresh meets red hit disco with Tricky's new CD with song lyrics from the hit song Bad Things. Dance and sing along with your Tricky DVD and make a name for yourself, even prepare for a karaoke contest by memorizing the Bad Things lyrics. You can be the next Tricky singing Bad Things lyrics just like a pro.
Bad Things Lyrics
by Tricky
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Choose me if...
I wish I didn't feel
I wanna do bad things and then we're one again
I wanna do bad in those movies
They say squeeze never put it
Muscles wrapped round the bullet
And you say you be brought into it
OK, let me make a phone call
I'd rather you float down the river-sea
Voodoo Heathen, fuck around with my privacy
I wish I didn't feel
I wanna do bad things
and then we're one again
I wanna do bad things in the movies
we never squeeze, never pull it
Muscles wrap round the bullet
And you see you be brought into it
Get at me, make a phone call
I'd rather you float down that river-sea
Voodoo Heathen, fuck around with my privacy
Would you like to see me a for real winner?
I'd probably buy a brother dinner
I'd rather speak another language
I know she's my toasted sandwich
Be careful of food
She's egotistical and rude
and it's all about me
My fucking name
I'm the one again
It's you to say i'm nice
Don't wanna ask twice
Wanna break those chains
Make the whole world know
Wanna break those chains
Make the whole world know my fucking name
And I break those chains
They don't wanna know my fucking name
and I'm born again
And it's you to say I'm nice
Don't wanna ask twice
Wanna give the poor riches
Why don't you stop saying bitches
Wanna be good
Wanna be a homeboy from the hood
Pretend I'm from America
and this is Blues
Chief of the Cherokee
Wanna break those chains
Make the whole world know my fucking name
and I'm one again
And I'm the one again
Its you to say I'm nice
Don't wanna ask twice
Giving the poor all the riches
I'll never just stop saying bitches
Wanna be good
Wanna be a homeboy from the hood
Pretend I'm from America
Pretend this is Blues
Chief of the Chreokee
I wish I didn't feel
I wanna do bad things
And then we're one again
And then we're one again